The Cold Darkness Of The Clouds Essay
“Stop!” yelled my mother as I was just finishing telling my little brother a frightening story, explaining how if he didn 't do my chores for the rest of week, he would be put in an evil forest filled with beastly creatures.
I believed it worked as I could see goose bumps on my 6-year-old brothers arms and legs, along with him instantly running to go unload the dishwasher for me.
My mother, with her arms crossed, came over to me and said, “don 't ever scare Josh like that again Jake. He’s only six years old and shouldn 't be listening to horrifying stories to wander his child-like mind”. With my heart pumping faster than normal I replied with, “ok, sorry I wont do it again”, as she began to clinch her nose and eyebrows, creating a stern face. Little did she know, I just figured out the most brilliant way to get my brother to do chores, or even anything I want him to do for me. With Josh unloading the dishwasher for me, I begun to go upstairs and finish up my science homework for the weekend. I had planned to finish my homework early because later on I was going to hangout at my friend’s house with all of my friends. I was as happy as a dog with a bone, until I found out that my mother unexpectedly made plans for my grandparents to come over tonight for dinner. This I assumed was payback for worrying Josh, as she wouldn 't…